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The Lesbian Debt (Chapter 27) – Laura The Whore

Laura, a lesbian, is being blackmailed into a variety of activities designed to turn her into a cock-serving slut, including conditioning at the sinister Mayim Clinic, work as a prostitute, and a demeaning sexual relationship with her manager at her day job, Alistair. Addicted now to both the taste of cum and to sexually abusing her lesbian girlfriend, Laura slips further into degradation…

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Over The Moon

No one can understand why an older man marries a young Asian but his Son and best friend are about to find out

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A Haunting Curiosity

A Haunting Curiosity
I walked up to the rusty iron bar fences. I never thought I would make it here, especially after hearing so much about this place. I looked through the bars and could see why so many thought it to be the place of nightmares, but I thought surely it couldn’t be as bad as what they said. Surely it couldn’t be haunted, I mean it’s the sort of thing you hear about in books or television shows, not the stuff of reality.
But the stories that were told of what happened in this place were so consistently true, it was hard to ignore the possibility that they could be. But by this point my natural curiosity had finally got the better of me. I walked through the half-open gates, creaking as it opened and the metal dragged across the concrete floor, and I approached the dilapidated old mansion.
It had stood here for centuries, in the middle of the forest about 5 miles north of my home town. For as long as I’d lived here, all my life, I had heard about this place, and warned by many to stay away, but I was older now and fully capable of taking care of myself in any normal situation. I was 19 now, standing at a proud 6’2, strong and muscular at 11 stone (approx. 155lbs), and I had short brown hair and green eyes.
It was made of stone all the way around the outside, with all the windows broken and boarded up. I made my way slowly up to the decrepit mansion, occasionally checking my back in case I was being followed. I was clearly nervous despite my skepticism, because it was quite a frightful looking place. I made my way up to the large double doors, pushing it open as it seemed to be quite stiff, and made my way inside.
The door slowly creaked it’s way back closed, as I had assumed it would as it was on a slope. I promptly tried to analyse my surroundings before continuing, but at this stage I wasn’t planning on going back, I was just too curious. I could see the dark, rotting walls and dark wooden floorboards that were consistent throughout the house. The place was dimly lit with the evening light alone, with most of the windows boarded up, light only peering through the gaps in the structure, so it was hard to see anything at all.
I began to make my way through the house, which to my surprise looked somewhat smaller on the inside, going from room to room. With each room I passed I saw a common theme of furniture and chandeliers covered up by white sheets. I had soon covered the entire ground floor after circling back round to the hall, and made my way up the creaking stairs, thinking surely there must be something more interesting going on up here.
The sun was beginning to set and it gradually became darker, so I decided to try the light switch at the top of the stairs. It took a few seconds, but the lights flickered, and to my surprise turned on, though only dimly lighting the place as much as the evening light had earlier. But still I had a lingering thought as to why the lights were still working. Was someone still to this day maintaining the place?
I examined the remaining rooms upstairs to little avail, the same as downstairs with all the furniture covered in dusty white sheets. So with not even so much as a bad vibe, or an unexplained noise I made my way back downstairs with disappointment. I decided to wait there for a little longer, as to let the night sky come over, as I thought all good stories happen at night don’t they? So I sat on a dusty sheet-covered couch and waited.
An hour must have passed by my reckoning, it was visibly night time and the scariest thing thus far far was the not even chilling breeze that passed through the cracks in the house. At that point I decided to cut my losses and call it a night, I knew that it couldn’t be as bad as people said it was. Clearly they just had an overactive imagination, or outright lied about it hearing stories from others. I made my way back down the hall and got to the front doors. I reached for the handle and suddenly, I felt a blow to the head, and I was out cold.
I awoke to some discomfort, with the back of my head still aching from the blow, wondering what could have happened. As I gathered my thoughts, and my vision and feeling returning to me, I opened my eyes to a dark, orange-like room, which became clearer as I looked and saw either side of me were fire-lit torches placed in hooks attached to the walls. At that point I concentrated in what sort of position I had awoken to, and was shocked.
I found myself lying on a flat, stone pillar of sorts, about the height off the ground as a bed would be. It became worse as I resumed getting feeling back to my arms and legs, only to find I was tied to the four corners of the pillar by my aching wrists and ankles, by thick metal chain handcuffs, at the same time finding myself to be completely naked too. I struggled and tried pulling free, but was clearly not going anywhere. I could barely even lift my head, and could only now hoarsely scream cries of help.
After a few screams someone answered, the voice of an old man, out of the darkness from the back of the room, and I struggled to lift my head slightly to see who had responded. He came from out into the view from the dim light, clearly quite aged but not seeming to show it in his motions. After a brief silence, he greeted me, “Hello there visitor,” he said in a croaky deep voice, “I’m sure you have many questions, but let me first introduce myself.”
“Introduce yourself?!” I replied in a harsh tone, “Just get me out of here old man.”
“Now, now.” He continued, “That’s no way to treat your host.” Host? I thought to myself, before realising he may be the reason I got that blow to the head, and why I now find myself here.
He went on to say, “Now, as I was saying, My name is Jameson, and I’m the caretaker of this mansion.”
“Caretaker? Well by the looks of the place you clearly haven’t done a very good job of ‘taking care’ of it.” I replied with attitude, trying to hide my now very apparent fear.
He ignored my remarks and continued, “I have been the caretaker here for the past 150 years.” Now I was shocked. 150 years? I thought, impossible. Though at this stage I wasn’t in position to question.
“Let me continue by telling you a story. The year was 1878, the family that had been living here had just moved away, and left me in charge. One night I was outside in the enjoying the warm night, looking to the sky, and I saw a shooting star, or what I thought was one. But it was getting bigger, and then closer, and before I could react it came down with a crash and landed in the mansion’s garden.”
I found it hard to believe the old guys story, but still I listened, as he for the moment seemed like the only one who could possibly help me here.
He continued, “I went over to inspect the crash, not knowing what I would find. Inside was a pod-like object, that when I got close to it opened, and before I knew it something had jumped at me, and covered my face. Before I could struggle, I heard it talk to me, telepathically, telling me it needed my help. It said it was from another planet, which at the time I didn’t know could be possible, but it was convincing.”
“It told me how it needed human energy in order to survive. It said it’s species had been dying out, so he fled his home to try and find somewhere he could live on. It told me it would make me immortal, if I helped him to live on. I was almost at the end of my road, so I gladly agreed to help it. So to this day I have been enticing people to come here of their own accord, so that my partner could use there energy to live on.”
I was suddenly very afraid. If this was true, would it be draining the life out of me? I began to struggle violently and screamed to attempt to break free, ever increasing the strain on my tied down limbs. But the old man pinned me down and carried on speaking.
“Don’t worry, you will live on, and after it is over you will forget this ever happened. We only need to borrow you for a while. My partner comes from a peaceful species, and even he knows wrong from right, and he respects and is quite fond of our species, and does not wish to harm us, in fact quite the opposite is true.”
I was quite intrigued at the proposal, wondering quite what he meant by this. “What are you going to do to me?” I enquired somewhat worryingly.
“We only require your time, the rest we will take care of. My partner needs certain supplements from the human body to maintain its survival, and has the means to retrieve them. However, their species are hermaphrodites, so he will need to make some… Modifications before we are quite done. But we will need your acceptance before we continue, as in his culture it is only polite. We can assure you though should you accept, you will be unharmed bar the modifications, and you will be allowed to leave. If you refuse however, I’m afraid we will need to convince you.”
Not liking the way he said convince, and not too keen on finding out either, I begrudgingly accepted the proposal, still in some disbelief as to what was happening, and became increasingly worried about quite what he meant by modifications.
“Excellent”, he said, “I’m glad you saw the sensible way. Then without further ado may I introduce you to my partner.” He pointed to the dark area from whence he had came, and out into the light came something I could not quite believe.
Out crawled this creature unlike anything I had seen before. It was a dark green colour, that seemed to be covered in a slimy ooze and was only as tall as the pillar I was laying on, and must have been just 4 feet or so in length. It made it’s way over to me, moving along on it’s array of tentacles of varying shapes and sizes, climbed up on top of the pillar and positioned itself over me, dripping residue from it’s body onto mine.
All of a sudden I could see the legitimacy of the old man’s story, which is when I started to get a little worried, and started to panic and scream again. This caused the creature to grab hold of my face and like the old man had said in his story, it spoke to me telepathically.
“Relax,” it began speaking, in a soothing human voice, “I do not wish to harm you. I realise this is a lot to take in, but I come from a peaceful species, and would not wish harm on any others. I apologise if I scared you in any way, I meant it not, I only do what I must to survive, and I try to do it in such a way that has proved satisfying and pleasurable to your kind. If you relax I assure you you will actually quite enjoy it.”
It was a very soothing tone it spoke to me with, almost hypnotic, but whatever it was instantly made me feel at ease and trusting, and with that I then stopped my panic and struggling, and submitted to what it wished to do to me. It hovered over me for a while, waiting for me relax my muscles, when it lifted two of it’s long, thicker looking tentacles and held one at the entrance to my ass, and one at my mouth.
“There are three types of fluid I will need to extract from you, which I will do in a gentle manner. The first of which is from your mouth, and as such I will need to ask for your entry. I will then follow with the second, in which I will extract from your reproductive fluid, which you have others of your kind do not, and as such when with a female human I need to grow the organ myself. The third these others have but you do not, a nurturing fluid you use for your spawn, and I will need you to allow me to grow these on your body too.”
I normally wouldn’t even allow anything vaguely phallic shaped near either of these, but I was under the effects of it’s intoxicating telepathic reassurance, and relaxed the muscles at my orifices, opened my mouth and spread my legs as much as the restraints would let me, ready for the creature to enter at both ends. I then prepared my chest for it as it had somewhat cryptically requested, as it moved two more of it’s tentacles up either side of my torso, ones that almost looked like large suction cups, and hovered over my chest. I was ready for the creature to start it’s process.
It went at these in the order it had said it would, where the first to gain entry was the one at my open, willing mouth. It began to pump deep into my mouth, almost at my throat, when I closed my mouths around it. I could taste the slimy ooze from the tentacle, a sort of salty, warm taste, one which I quite enjoyed and was causing me to salivate quite a lot, which was obviously what the creature had intended because as soon as I created, it was absorbed by the invading creature.
I actually quite enjoyed the sensation of having the tasty, thick tentacle in my mouth, and as I salivated more and more around it, it began to pump in and out of my mouth as to ease absorption of my oral fluids. I didn’t imagine myself enjoying it so much, but maybe it just took the little persuasion that it gave me. Once it steadied into a rhythm we were both satisfied with, it was time for the next stage of it’s process.
I had readied my anus for the invasion, as a tentacle as thick and long as the one that now filled my mouth was lingering around it, waiting for it’s moment, and I knew this one would be quite a bit more painful. As soon as I started to wonder why this was necessary, as this did not meet the creatures specified requirements from me, as if to read my mind the creature spoke to me again telepathically, “This may not seem necessary, but I assure you it is in order to get the full potential of your second fluid, so I will provide satisfactory stimulation from this side.”
Reassured, I was able to ready myself again, and the creature appeared to be too. It started first prodding at my rim and I could feel just how thick it was. I thought there was no way it could get in there without doing some damage, but it seemed that the ooze the tentacle was covered in, the very same one I was tasting in my mouth at this very moment, also acted as a very effective lubricant. It then slowly slipped it’s way in, only the tip for the moment, clearly conscious of my threshold for pain.
The muscles in my ass were able to relax more, as the fact it was well lubricated had somewhat reassured me that I would not be hurt too much. With this knowledge the creature was able to slip inside of me more, up to reaching what became apparent was my prostate. At the first sign of this feeling, I soon became very aware that I was becoming increasingly turned on by the invasions at either end of my body, as my penis started to grow and rise.
When the creature became aware of it’s success at arousing me, it was given the green light to continue doing so, as it began pumping in and out of my anus rhythmically, just as it had been at my salivating mouth for some time now, and soon synchronised thrusts with it, rubbing against and now past my prostate. My cock stiffened further to it’s now fully erect state at 5 inches, not too impressive by any means but it got the job done when I needed it too.
The creature however thought otherwise, and telepathically expressed to me it’s dissatisfaction at it’s size, and asked my permission to change it for it to fully collect all it needed to, a proposition which came at no disapproval, as I all to gladly accepted. It then drew out another tentacle from it’s body, one which it had intended to anyway as soon as I was erect, but now had a dual purpose in mind.
It was shaped somewhere between the previous two types I had seen from it, long and thick, but with room for entry in it’s shaft of sorts like the cupping ones, as where it was to be placed became clear. It positioned itself at the tip of my cock, adjusting to sufficiently accommodate me, and gradually pulled itself over my tip and pushed tightly around all the way to the base of my pubic bone, as if to be a perfect fit.
I then felt a strange sensation from inside the creatures newly revealed shaft-like tentacle, which could be felt all the way at the tip of my cock. It felt almost tongue-like as it seemed to lap away at my tip, but it then pushed against it, opening the end of my urethra. This allowed the new tongue-like tentacle itself to actually enter through the tip of it, and slowly pushed it’s way further into the tube. It was a strange feeling, but one I quickly warmed to as it was gentle and strangely somewhat arousing.
It found it’s way to what seemed to be the entire length of my shaft before it stopped, and began pumping something fairly warm and fluid-like, a feeling which soon ran through my pubic area and into my testicles, to give it a tingly feeling which was steadily increased my level of arousal. It was a level of arousal I had never experienced before, and it caused my penis to start throbbing at the increase of pressure, pushing against the walls of the tentacles shaft.
My cock began to expand, further and deeper inside the tentacle. It was doing as it had said it would, increasing it’s size until the creature thought would be at a suitable one for it to get all it would need. It stopped after what seemed like some time, as I glanced up briefly around the tentacle that continued to invade my mouth, and saw that it had nearly doubled in size, 9 inches easily.
It was a sight that I very much enjoyed, almost as much as the feeling of being able to fill it will my essence, so that it remained as stiff as it had ever felt, if not more so. This feeling was combined with the then continued tingly feeling in my balls, all the more making for the continual uprising of my arousal levels. The tentacles at my mouth and ass continued to pump away at me with ease, again making for an incredibly satisfying experience.
I was now thoroughly enjoying the experience, just as the creature had assured me I would, even so much as to begin thrusting myself first back onto the thick tentacle that was exploring my anus, and back forwards further into the tight shaft of the one firmly wrapped around the outside of my cock, as it to continued searching it’s way through the full length of my urethra. It then was time for the final stage of the creatures extraction process, while these ones worked away at my erogenous zones.
The creatures began lowering the two large cup-shaped strands of it’s body, that had been waiting patiently for it’s turn, and placed them on my fairly muscular pecks on my chest, comfortably enveloping them. I could then see as I lifted my head slightly once more for a better view, two more tongue-like tentacles came from the middle of the cup, just like it had at my cock, and lowered to my chest.
These two newly revealed tentacles seemed to concentrate on my now hardening nipples, lapping away at them again as if acting like a tongue. It then pressed down and surrounding my nipples and just like it had shown in my urethra, began pumping the same sort of warm fluid into my chest, as I got the same warm tingling feeling all across and through my chest area.
I then thought back to what the creature had said to me about this stage, and became aroused at the prospect of having these on me now. My chest began pumping outwards, harder and harder as it began to expand from the nipple region pushing outwards. I now had two clearly forming bumps where my chest muscles were, ever expanding.
Bigger and bigger they grew, to a size greater than I thought they would go to. I now had two clearly formed breasts, as natural as any woman’s, up to a B cup and then C, finally stopping at a size of around about a large 34c. I lifted my head once more to see the creatures handy-work, becoming more and more aroused at the thought and sight of having my very own pair of tits now.
I could see the huge bumps with soft skin through the see-through-skinned tentacle that enveloped them, and could clearly see at the top of each two puffy, fully erect nipples, with the two tongue-like tentacles fitted inside each of them, still seeming to pump my chest full of the fluid that gave me the tingly sensation.
This all happening while the other tentacles continued to work all at once rhythmically at my mouth, anus, erect cock and urethra, the thought of which sent me to new heights of pleasure, that I once thought impossible to reach, and somehow the arousal had yet to make me orgasm, like it would have before.
Perhaps the fluid the creature was pumping through my urethra into my tingling testicles was preventing me from doing so, until I was at the point of ultimate pleasure where it could fully collect the essences from all orifices of my body. That thought came from the creature itself, still communicating with me telepathically, sending me the message as if I had thought it myself.
Suddenly I had hit my peak of arousal, thrusting wildly in every place where the creature had sought to invade me, and I was on the verge of a clearly explosive orgasm. The creature upon noticing this, began preparing all it’s tentacles to absorb each of my essences as they would arrive for him.
I had already provided the saliva, and next up would be my reproductive fluid, as I reached new heights of arousal, I could feel the semen rushing through my balls, and into my urethra past the invading tongue, and I shot it out of my writhing cock in explosive bursts, thrusting upwards as each one came through, the walls of my cock expanding and pressing against the tentacle that was around my cock.
The orgasm lasted for several minutes, as with each burst of hot cum that came pouring through my genitals, each as arousing as the rest. With the sheer amount of it must have been due to whatever the creature was pumping into me, clearly giving him more than enough of what it needed in that regard.
As I finally finished, my cock beginning to soften inside the tentacles shaft, the tongue withdrawn to get the last of my essence out of it, I now felt completely and utterly satisfied. But I was not quite finished as the creature soon began to let me know, as it started pumping at my breasts harder and harder, up and down, the two alternating between being pushed down closer to my chest, and pulled up and squeezed as far away from it as they would allow.
I soon felt a rush of similarly warm liquid as that in my balls, but this time rushing through my chest and newly formed boobs, and began being squeezed and pumped out the milk from through my nipples, filling up the air tight seal the two cupped tentacles had around my breasts. As it began to fill, as if to start drinking it the tongues that were exploring the inner tubes of my nipples began swimming through it, absorbing it as it went while I continued to spurt the milk out of my breasts.
The pumping of my breasts continued until they felt empty, and eventually the creature had felt it had gathered enough of it to last, as it sucked up a drank the rest of the milk from the cup. I then appeared to be finished with, as the creature had collected all the supplements from my worn out body that it had needed to, and as I began to rest and relax for the first time in a long while, it began to remove itself from the orifices of my body, each coming out with a satisfying pop sound.
The creature then pulled away from my body, and appeared to gesture to me me gratefully, before making it’s way back to the corner of the room shrouded by darkness. Immediately after it had disappeared from sight, the four restraints that had held me in place for so long and actually began to hurt, all released at once, and suddenly it appeared I was free.
After having seemingly waited for so long for this moment of being released, I was left feeling so completely satisfied all round, I was almost reluctant to leave. I did however get up, my body shaking and weak from the pleasure, I made it to my feet, and made my way to the newly revealed exit once behind my head.
I went through the opening, which led into a familiar room, realising that I had came through the fireplace of a room I had at one time explored. It was clearly daytime, and by the looks of it had been for some time, putting into perspective how long I had been down there with the creature for. I found standing near the front door was Jameson, there with my clothes.
“I hope you had a pleasant stay with us, that it met your standards of satisfaction.” It clearly had, that and beyond, as I nodded to him.
As I took my clothes back from him and began to put them back on, I asked him curiously, “So now that it’s done, the process… do I get to keep the modifications you made or what?” As I asked this, realising my clothes had actually been resized to accommodate my now larger package and newly formed, large breasts, I could have gathered the answer from there.
“Of course,” he replied, me getting somewhat excited about the new permanent additions to my body, he continued to say, “But your experience with us does not have to finish there. You are welcome to come back and ‘donate’ if you would like on a weekly basis. Of course it is optional at this point as I did promise you your freedom, but you can still come back of your own accord, and we are ye to see anyone refuse the offer of another go around.”
At this point I began to get really excited again at the prospect of having this experience more, so much so I nearly became erect again from just the thought. I gladly accepted the offer, and agreed with the old man to come back on a weekly basis to, as he put it, ‘donate’ to my new found friend, the alien creature.
I left the mansion through the front gates and made my way back home, with the only thoughts running through my head about what had just happened, and what was yet to come, and I was left with so many questions. I couldn’t help but wonder…
Would next time be just as good, if not maybe better? Would I be able to do it next time without the restraints, and be able to freely move if I was there of my own accord? Who knows, maybe I would be able to meet the other visitors that Jameson had mentioned, and maybe I would be able to play with them too?
All these thoughts and more left me with one, over-riding conclusion. I couldn’t wait for my next adventure there.

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Titcage (Chapter 39)

Claire has been trained, subliminally conditioned, and degraded by the woman-demeaning lobby group Titcage, given the new name of Fucktwat, and impregnated. As the day of her unwilling marriage approaches, Claire finds herself beginning to lactate….

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Camping and Fucking and Swinging

After spying on my sister having sex with her new boyfriend, my wife and I go camping with them and have an unexpected sexual escapade I know none of us is likely to forget! My wife especially will be sore for a while…

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A Haunting

Hey guys and gals! Wrote this one kinda quickly after getting the inspiration from American horror story season 1

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A Young Girl’s Adventures with Rape – Part Two

[NOTE: This is Part Two. You should read Part One first] A little while back, one of my slaves told me that she’d always been into rape fantasies as a teenager. For some reason, the idea of a big man forcing her down and having his way with her always got her riled up. She told me this story of how her obsession developed… grew more intense… and then went out of control…

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Bitch Tales

Bitch Tales,
By Puppy Foxy
Chapter One
I woke up to a stabbing pain in my head, my mouth so dry and throat sore as well. Looking about, frightened, not knowing where I was, all I saw were padded grey walls, a dim light above me on the ceiling, too far to reach. That is, even if I could stand up, this did not happen when I attempted to. In horror, I saw that my designer jeans wew were gone, as was my baby doll tee shirt, all that I was now wearing was my violet push up bra, with the matching lacy thong.
Binding my ankles, knees, wrists, and elbows were padded shackles, the ones at my knees and elbows connected by an odd padded bar which kept my arms and legs spread apart. The best that I could manage was to rise to all fours, crawling about pitifully like some sort of hairless animal. Oh my God! The last I remembered was going to the women’s toilet at the local mall, while my friends waited outside with our food, then while I was reapplying my lip-gloss, a sharp pinch in my shoulder, then darkness…
I panicked, thrashing, calling out frantically for help, but no one came to my cries. I pulled at the shackles, but could not slip free at all, nor break them. With my hands and feet separated so, I could get no advantage or purchase to work at them, either. I had no idea if this were some sort of jail, mental hospital, or what…
I crawled about my new cell, exploring, finding only two things of note: a slight seam of a door and a metal bowl of water bolted to the floor. I tried to lift some of the water to my parched mouth with my hands, but could not, in the end; I lapped from it, eagerly, wondering somewhat at the odd slightly flowery taste. Not too long after, I felt a bit strange, my body tingly and warm, but calmer in some ways…
Some time passed, and then the seamed door slid open, revealing a tall blonde woman, clad in black leather pants and a leather corset. Her eyes were a cold blue, devoid of any compassion or friendliness. At her belt was a riding crop; in her hands was a metal leash, which she clipped the end of to the black leather collar that she fastened tightly around my neck. Ominously, I heard the collar lock in place. Before I could do more than squirm slightly, the woman spoke…
“So little Puppy, welcome to the first day of your new Life. I am your Mistress, you will obey anything I command you, yes?” So inquired the fearsome woman, who was tall and lithely muscled, and a full foot taller than my four foot eleven inches tall. Who the hells was this woman, and why was she treating me so? Where was I? Why was she calling me Puppy?
I wanted to contradict her, to argue, to demand she release me at once, but I could not make the words come out, all that came out was a nod, agreeing to obey, feeling Compelled, really. This was not enough, though; Mistress swatted my bared bum with the crop, stinging painfully. “You will address me as Mistress, Puppy”
“Yes—Yes Mistress,” I stammered in fright. “But my name is not Puppy, it’s Anna…”
Again, Mistress smacked me with the stinging crop, a bit harder this time, laughing as she did. “That life is over now, Puppy, you are no longer Anna, no longer a girl. You will not speak with your girl voice unless I Command is that clear?”
I inwardly struggled, but in the end Obeyed, feeling to Obey Mistress was the only thing to do. “Yes Mistress”, I answered meekly, trembling. What was wrong with me, that I could not fight back?
Mistress examined me, smiling a bit cruelly. “From now on, Puppy, with your red hair, I will call you Foxy. What is your new name, Puppy?”
Again I struggled, but after some minutes and swats from the riding crop answered, “My name is Foxy, Mistress” Now she was stealing even my name, and forcing me to agree to it! I wanted to ask her why she was doing this to me, and why I could not do or say anything other than what she Commanded. I felt bad when I tried to resist, my head ached and my stomach lurched; when I Obeyed Mistress, I felt better.
“Good girl!” Mistress praised, as She petted my head. Oddly, I felt warm and reassured at Her petting, as She led me from my cell, into a larger room.
This room had a large wooden rack with different objects, as Mistress began the rudiments of teaching me to Obey Her leash commands. I was taught to Sit, no longer as a girl would, but on my fours, with hands in front of me, and bum on the floor. Next was Heeling, following just behind Mistress on the leash, keeping the proper distance. Last and most sinister was to Present, with my head down and my bum raised. Each time that I Presented, Mistress lightly caressed my nethers through my panties.
Never before in my sixteen years had anyone touched me so, except myself a little perhaps. With the shackles and bar keeping my legs parted, I had no way to keep her from touching me so. Struggling brought stinging smacks from Mistress’ crop, Obeying got me petted more. Several times Mistress led me to more of the water, each time I drank things felt fuzzier, my body and mind odd, as if Mistress controlled me more and more.
After perhaps an hour had passed, Mistress attached my leash to a post near an odd slanted bench. “Present!” Mistress commanded, and I did so, head lowered meekly, bum raised up. From the side I saw Mistress walk about me, picking up a pair of very sharp looking scissors. With two swift snips, she cut my bra and panties from me, leaving me nude and exposed, vulnerable.
“Much better, Puppies have no need for girl clothes, do they Foxy?”
“No Mistress, I do not,” I answered timidly, wondering what horrors she might have in store for me. I was not to wait too long, as Mistress went behind me, coating my exposed vagina with something cold and foamy.
“Keep very still, Foxy, my razor is very sharp, and I would not want to nick your little bitchy cunt while I make it all nice and bare, would I?”
“No Mistress, You would not, “I stammered meekly. I felt the pressure of the cold straight razor as Mistress removed every bit of hair from my… cunt, as it now was, I realized fearfully. Mistress in fact spelled out the new status to me then. “This, Foxy,” pointing to Her own crotch, “is Mistress’ Pussy. Puppies do not have a Pussy, though, but just a cunt. Do you understand, Foxy?” Mistress ran Her gloved fingers over my cunt, teasing the nub of my clitty, showing me how sensitive it was. I felt so exposed and helpless, with this strange woman completely in charge of me.
“Yes Mistress,” I agreed, realizing just how low my status was now, as Mistress continued. It was becoming harder and harder to even think of resisting, or displeasing Mistress, as I continued to be Trained.
Mistress now pulled me over the strange bench, fastening my wrists and ankle shackles to rungs on the floor, wide apart. The bench came up to just below my small A cup breasts, leaving them hanging over, nipples hard in the slight chill of the room. I could raise my head up slightly, from its lowered position towards the floor, the bench moved back and forth if I moved my torso some.
“You will now feel a couple of slight pinches, Foxy,” Mistress told me, as She walked about me. I nearly screamed as I felt a needle poke into the now exposed lips of my cunt, injecting some liquid into my most intimate place, now being claimed by Mistress. Then with a different syringe, Mistress injected me in each breast, just under the nipple. “This will be your new daily medicine, Foxy, until you’re fully a good little bitch.” With that, Mistress walked out of the Training Room, leaving the medicine to begin its work…
Chapter Two
After about thirty minutes of helplessly watching time go by on the wall clock, I began to feel… different. My cunt felt on fire, so hot, my clitty swollen and engorged. My nipples were likewise swollen, aching, wanting to be pinched, sucked. My breath came in pants; tongue out even, as I tried unsuccessfully to rub either cunt or nipples against the strange bench, getting ever more aroused, and frustrated. Finally, I near whimpered in relief as I heard Mistress come back in, her boots clicking against the stone floor.
“Why Foxy, my new little bitch, you seem to be in heat!” Mistress said merrily, then laughed, picking up a vial of something and began brushing it against my swollen cunt lips and nipples. Needily and wanting I tried to rub against the brush, to no avail, Mistress merely teased me with it, as an odd musky smell rose to my nose from my cunt and breasts. “And now you smell like a bitch in heat too, Foxy, though in time you will smell like this on your own, without help…” Saying that, to my horror and shame with a bit of forbidden excitement, Mistress pressed a button on a remote by the tool rack, and a door opened, with a little breeze of cold air.
In trotted a medium sized black dog, a Labrador, I thought, as he walked up, lapping at Mistress’ Hand. “This is Felix, Foxy, one of your Trainers this evening.” Mistress patted my ass, and Felix began to sniff and snuffle me all over, cold nose probing, especially at my soaked cunt and swollen nipples! I could not believe that this awful woman was having a dog do this to me. My mind was utterly revolted, but my body seemed to enjoy Felix’ nose and tongue on me!
I trembled in primitive fright, mixed with some shamed desire, moaning and whimpering, “Oh god no, Mistress, please, please no…” I begged, but even though I begged on the one hand, my body betrayed me as the long rough tongue of Felix began to lap at and between my new Puppy cunt lips. Confused yet so aroused and needy, I alternated from trying to scoot away from Felix’ enthusiastic lapping to trying to push at his hot mouth and spread more for him. Soon I felt as if my body might explode, but Mistress called Felix away, leading him in front of me.
“Oh no, not yet, my heated Foxy, you have to Earn that, to beg for it.” Mistress moved Felix so that he was sideways to me, and reached under him, showing me a furry sheath. To my shame, I saw a red tip protruding out of it. “Suck on this now, Puppy Foxy, to thank him for lapping you so nicely”
Against my will, struggling, still I opened my mouth, moving my head so that the Dog Cock entered my before now virgin mouth. As I sucked Felix, more and more of his Cock came out, dripping into my Puppy mouth. Mistress pushed him deeper; soon I had to breathe through my nose so as not to choke as more and more the Dog Cock engorged in my mouth, dripping more and more. Soon I was shocked as instead of merely dripping it began to spurt against the back of my throat, filling my mouth with an odd metallic taste.
Mistress laughed with delight as I gulped and swallowed Felix’ Dog Cum, servicing him like a good little Puppy bitch. When he began to subside, she led him away outside, leaving me still tormented in Heat…
Chapter Three
Mistress came back a few minutes later, leading in a gigantic tan dog, an English Mastiff. “This is Arthur, Foxy, and he is your last Trainer tonight and maybe more…” She walked around me, unfastening all of my shackles except my collar, unclipping the leash from it,. “Now is your Test, Puppy Foxy. You are free to go out the door to the Outside, if you want, it’s unlocked…”
For a moment, I looked out at the darkened yard, the trees beyond, but already my Anna life seemed dreamy, someone else’s. Then I looked at the Mastiff Arthur, some one hundred and eighty pounds of powerful muscles. I could see his wet nose quiver at my Puppy bitch scent, glancing down showed a huge tip just beginning to protrude from his sheath. My mind screamed at me to crawl away, to get up and run, but the burning fire between my legs demanded otherwise.
Conflicted, I stood up on my cramped legs, walking slowly towards the door. I listened, waiting for Mistress to do something to stop me, but she did not move, apparently content to wait and watch me. My heart was pounding, and I started to run for the nearby trees that I could see.
I did not get far though, I was about halfway across the wet grass when I heard Mistress say the words: “Arthur, Take!” and She unhooked the leash, letting Arthur loose to pursue me. With a couple of powerful strides, he reached me, nipping my bum and forcing me to the ground.
Crying, I tried to stand back up, but Arthur was having none of that, he growled and pushed me back down with his huge head. “God no, Arthur, leave me be, stop it!” I begged, but this just seemed to excite him more, hearing the fear in my voice.
The tan Mastiff sniffed and licked at me all over, growling slightly when he scented the other dog on me. Each time I tried to stand up or push him away Arthur either ignored me, or growled, making me obey with pushes from his head or jumping at me to knock me back down. I felt helpless as I lay on the wet ground, gasping as the horrid dog pushed his head between my legs, forcing them open, snuffling at my Puppy cunt.
I cried with self-loathing as I felt my body respond to the long rough tongue lapping at me, making me moan with tormented desire. I writhed under the slobbery licking, my own breath gasping in pants like Arthur’s, as the Heat burned in me. It was as if someone else rolled me over to my fours, arching my back with my legs spread, Presenting as Mistress had trained me to. Human thoughts and morals were vague now, I was a new little Puppy bitch, and the powerful alpha male Dog wanted me, and was going to have me.
Then I squealed as I felt his huge paws wrap around my waist, and the point of him poked at my ass, my wet swollen cunt lips, and then Arthur was innnnn!
God, the pain, as I felt something in my Puppy cunt tear from the thrusting assault of Arthur, slamming me so hard. Virgin blood and my own juices and the start of his drip mixed and ran a bit down my leg as he fucked me harder and deeper, making me yelp and whimper with each push from him. Nine then ten inches and more of Dog Cock went into my Puppy cunt, swelling and deeper with each merciless thrust Arthur gave. I felt something large try to push inside of my cunt lips, instinctively I tried to shy away, but Arthur bit my neck, holding my neck as he pushed it in, forcing his Knot into my poor spread Puppy cunt.
“Now he has Knotted you, Foxy, you are His bitch now,” Mistress told me in satisfaction. As I screamed and gasped with my cunt walls contracting around my new Master’s Knot, Mistress continued. “Now he breeds you, to try and give you his puppies. Though he will share you with the rest of my Kennel, or others, you are Arthur’s Puppy bitch now, understood?” I felt soooo stretched, so filled, as Arthur’s Knot grew larger and larger within my little Puppy cunt. He quivered many times, pulsing hot jets of his Dog Cum shooting deep within me, within my cervix and into my womb. Several times in between my raging orgasms I tried to move off Him, but I was firmly Knotted, my Puppy cunt stuck to Master Arthur.
I nodded weakly, as my poor cunt came repeatedly, Dog Cum filling it, as all faded from my vision…
Chapter Four
I awoke fully some time later, I think perhaps a week, as Mistress had seven times injected my medicine into my breasts and Puppy cunt. I was spared from being bred for unknown reasons, perhaps being given time to recover, I do not know. I only have vague memories of that week, of being taken outside to toilet train, being taught where to pee or poop, then pull dirt over it, as Puppies did not use toilets. At other times, Mistress Leash trained me more, making sure that wearing the collar and leash and Obeying her were second nature. Each time that I drank the water in my cell, or ate the gruel from my Puppy bowl, things got foggy again.
Today though I felt alert, and sat up, startled that instead of doing so as I used to, I simply did so on my fours, butt on the floor. I winced a bit as I did, my tailbone was sore and tender, for some reason. I examined my body as best I could, and gasped in some astonishment and horror!
My nipples were much darker than before, and swollen, and my breasts felt very tender. Very gently, I squeezed my left nipple, and a bit of warm fluid oozed out… milk! Whatever medicine I was being given must be doing this to me, making me lactate, and making my Puppy cunt even now feel in heat again, a slave to its lust.
In a panic, I crawled out the open cell door into the Training Room, looking around for anything that might help me. A tag swung from my Collar and jingled as I went, I paused for a moment to read it: “Puppy Foxy, property of Mistress Rebecca, Arthur’s bitch.” In anger and horror, I tried to remove my collar, but it was locked tightly about my neck, and I failed to miserably. It was then that I spotted a telephone mounted high on the wall, some six feet up, and tried to stand up to go over to it.
Somehow, my legs failed me, too weak to support me to anything but rising to my now callused knees. Still I tried to jump up and reach the phone, but could not get high enough to reach the wall. As I failed, I heard the clicking of Mistress’ boots on the floor behind me.
“Oh, such a naughty puppy you are, Foxy, trying to use the phone to run away like a Girl would. I will have to Punish you in the morning, to make sure such thoughts are gone from your head. In the mean time, I think a night out in the Kennel will remind you of just who and what you are now.”
With that, Mistress clipped the leash to my collar, leading me out to the yard. “Heel Foxy!” She Commanded, and I obeyed at once, crawling properly after Her, wanting to argue and plead, but unable to speak to Mistress without Her speaking to me first. Across the yard, Mistress led me, to a large chain link Kennel containing some six Rottweilers, each with a spiked collar.
“These are my off duty Guard Hounds, Foxy, six more roam the grounds of my Estate at all times, in case you should some time decide to try and run off? They have not had a bitch or Puppy in some weeks, I think that you will do just fine to please them, yes Foxy?” Mistress opened the Kennel door, and pushed me reluctantly within, then walked away inside, laughing cruelly.
At first, I tried to cower in the corner, hoping that they might not notice me, but soon the smell of six such large powerful males reached my nose, and triggered something within me. A few tears streamed down my cheeks as my breathing grew faster, my now aching nipples harder, and my Puppy cunt moistened with a powerful want, desire, Need even. Oh my god, even being near male dogs was bringing me into Heat again, my Puppy cunt driving away thoughts of fear, resistance, my old girl thoughts being banished to the back of my brain.
I crawled to the middle of the kennel, parting my legs, whining at the six Hounds. One by one they rose up, approaching me, beginning to sniff and examine the new bitch in their midst. I moaned and panted as their coarse tongues began to lick me, face, breasts, Puppy cunt too, tasting and claiming what was theirs that night. I sniffed and licked at the nearest in front of me, teasing his sheath, tasting the tip of his Dog Cock as it protruded out further and further. While I bobbed my head up and down on his shaft, two of the other Hounds were lapping at my Puppy cunt and ass, soaking me in my juices and their slobber.
My legs parted more as I pushed back against their mouths, writhing in lust and pleasure. “Oh yes Doggies, please fuck me,” I begged, and sure enough one of them began to, his big paws wrapping about my slim waist, his claws digging into me. I whined some as he scratched me, drawing a little blood but that was soon forgotten as the seeking pokes of his Dog Cock slid home, and his hips began to pump rapidly. He was quite large, maybe seven inches, though nowhere near the size of my Master Arthur, of course.
Unlike that first night, I began to fuck the Hound back, moving my slender ass with each of his thrusts. Soon my Puppy cunt stretched open as his Knot slid into me, and I cried out in delight as it pressed my swollen clitty from within. Bright colours exploded in front of my eyes as I came so hard, my Puppy cunt Cumming all over the Dog Cock within me.
After some minutes, the Hound withdrew from me with a loud plop as his Dog Cum and my own juices poured onto the straw floor beneath us. It was then that Mistress’ punishment became apparent, because as I went to lie down and recover a bit, the next Hound climbed up on my back and began to hump madly at me. The Heat that I was in kept me from protesting; my Puppy cunt wanted more and more and more. Hours must have passed during this Hound orgy, as each of them fucked me repeatedly. Two of them accidentally found my ass and fucked me there; I was beyond caring at that point. The few minutes when not being fucked I licked and sucked at the Hounds, savouring the taste of their metallic Dog Cum.
When Mistress clipped the leash to my collar the next morning, never did I feel like such a little beast and not human as then, her leading me to a hose, spraying off my Dog Cum covered sore body, then washing me with dog shampoo. I thought all might be over then and I could go back to my cell to rest and recover, but then Master Arthur came trotting up to me, sniffing imperiously at my just douched Puppy cunt.
Mistress laughed merrily as I automatically Presented to Master Arthur, lowering my head to the wet ground and raising up my ass. Without any foreplay, He Mounted me, making me cry out as the tip of his huge Dog Cock stabbed my thighs and ass until it found its way into my gaping Puppy cunt. I was shocked as my body responded again, the Heat always on me, even more so with Master Arthur than the Hounds. I grunted and panted as I fucked Him back, moaning with delight as his huge Knot forced its way into me. The powerful orgasms shook me to the core as my Master bred me, filling me to the brim with Dog Cum once again…
Chapter Five
Mistress had not forgotten my punishment the next morning though, she woke me early and led me on my leash out to a van with tinted windows, making me crawl into a small dog kennel inside. “It is Time to go to the vet, Foxy, and get your punishment.” I whimpered in fear at this, but we drove on anyways, until we reached an isolated white building. Mistress opened the rear of the van; let me out of the van, commanding me to Heel.
I Obeyed, following her in, where a perky blonde receptionist waited behind the desk, wearing black jeans and a tight purple sweater. “Hello Mistress Rebecca, this is Foxy, here for her appointment?”
Mistress nodded to her, with an evil smile. “Yes Julie, she is still showing some wilfulness, so I think it best that Dr. Ryan treat that, yes?”
Julie nodded, agreeing. “Of course, Mistress. Foxy looks like she’s really taking to the treatment, thus far… not like the first two…”
Mistress smiled, and we only had to wait a few minutes before a tall balding man with glasses came out, motioning us to follow him into the exam room. It was all white and very clinical, all steel and little comforting. With ease, he lifted me up onto the table, and then began to examine me from head to tail…
“Well, Rebecca, it seems that high dosage cocktail of canine DNA and hormones are certainly beginning to work. Her breasts are developing nicely and are sensitive to the slightest touch. I see that her vagina is keeping her in constant Heat as well?” Dr. Ryan asked Mistress.
I was horrified, tried to speak out, but Mistress had not told me I could talk, and no words would come out. It was awful how I began to pant when this awful man rubbed my Puppy cunt with his gloved finger, legs spreading. So too was the relief that I felt when Dr Ryan placed small clear plastic cups on my nipples, and a pump began suctioning milk out of each of my heavy breasts.
Mistress nodded to Doctor Ryan. “As you can see, Foxy’s Puppy cunt is beginning to own and restrain her better than any leash or collar. However, she still has some resistance, so I thought we might take some preventive measures? I do not care to worry about her trying to call anyone.”
Dr. Ryan frowned a bit. “I had hoped that the drugs in her water would make her docile, but I suppose some surgery is in order… oral and neuro…”
With that, I tried to leap off the table, but I felt a jab in my ass, from a hated syringe, then all faded…
Chapter Six
I woke fully some while later, my mouth sore, and my throat was too. I looked about for some water, and then heard the footsteps of heels as Julie entered the room that I was in. It was a living room, with tasteful furnishings, and I was lying on a cushiony dog bed. “How are you feeling there, Foxy?” Julie asked me. “I decided to bring you back to my flat to play with, I hope you don’t mind.”
I tried to speak, to answer her, but all that came out of my mouth was a little feminine dog bark! Julie smiled at me in pity, and lowered a hand mirror to my face. “I’m afraid that your talking days as a human are over, Foxy. Open your mouth” she Commanded.
I Obeyed, Julie being a Human Woman and me just a Puppy, and whined at what I saw. My tongue was swollen, thinner and longer, not a girl’s any more but some twisted hybrid between human and canine. My own eyeteeth were gone, replaced by false canine implants. There were stitches on my throat, by my vocal cords, and a bare patch on my head as well.
“Dr Ryan made it so now all you can do is softly bark, whine, or whimper, as any other dog, Foxy. This is your new life now, so you might as well accept it.” Julie sat down next to me, stroking my hair, and my body as well. It oddly felt very nice and comforting; she was gentle, unlike anyone else in my new life so far.
“I think you’ll like this lesson, Foxy…” Julie murmured as she sat down next to me, petting me, her light blue eyes looking into my own green ones. Her fingers moved down me, caressing my ass, stroking my rosebud. Soon I began to pant, the Heat rising in my Puppy cunt, as her violet nails traced my sensitive puffy lips.
“My, a horny little bitch, aren’t you,” Julie murmured and I nodded in agreement, eyes begging her for more, but she shook her head, taking her fingers away, grasping the back of my head, kissing my Puppy mouth. Her pierced tongue darted into my mouth, caressing and dancing with my new longer Puppy one, as Julie claimed my mouth as hers. After a few minutes, she paused, pulling her sweater over her head, then tugging her jeans down, revealing her large full breasts and black lacy thong.
“Pull my panties down, Foxy” Julie Commanded, parting her legs and lying back before me. At first, I pawed at them, trying to use my fingers, but they were stiff and I could no longer seem to grip with them. Frustrated, I reached down with my mouth, tugging on the black lace, a little growl escaping me, as I pulled then down Julie’s hips then off her. She then pulled my head down to her moist shaven pussy, and I sniffed at her delicious aroma, snuffling at her pussy and her little rosebud ass as well. Never before as a girl had lesbian thoughts really occurred to me, but now Julie’s scent and taste were so powerful and erotic to me.
My long tongue delved her deep, lapping, opening her up, as she grew wetter and wetter. While I nipped and sucked at her swelling clitty, Julie reached beneath me, squeezing each of my breasts,. I whimpered into her as I lapped madly, my own Puppy cunt aflame in Heat, puffy and wet. Soon Julie showed me mercy, rolling over on top of me, her tongue ring flicking my clitty, licking my Puppy cunt, teasing its lips. She slid two of her fingers into me, seeking that secret centre which made me whine and pant in delight.
On and on we played, Julie teaching me how to please and be pleased by a Woman, while fulfilling her own dark fantasy of playing with a Puppy. At least, she thought that she had, until she took me home the next day…
Chapter Seven
Julie drove me back to Mistress’ Rebecca’s estate the next morning, having me lie down on the back seat; a towel covering my head so that any casual viewers would just assume a regular dog was riding with her. I heard her buzz an intercom at a gate, and then we drove onwards, up apparently to the main house. Once we arrived, Julie handed her keys to a man wearing an odd grey uniform, after which she called me “Foxy, Heel”
Mistress Rebecca awaited us in a small parlour, seated in a fine leather chair. A petite shorthaired woman left a tea service on a side table, after she had served Mistress and Julie. I crawled over to Mistress, enjoying Her absent-minded petting of me as a welcome home, as She looked me over. “Well Julie, I am quite grateful to you for bringing Foxy safely back to Me, and such; however, I do have one small question for you?”
“Yes Mistress Rebecca?” Julie answered Her, sipping her tea and nibbling on some biscuits. Julie seemed a bit nervous to me, as she drank more tea, her mouth oddly dryer the more she drank…
“Why ever did you take Foxy back to your flat last evening? And do not deny it, Dr, Ryan implanted her with a GPS chip, just like all of my dogs.”
Julie blushed deeply, startling as Mistress picked up her handbag, holding up Her hand to stifle Julie’s protest as Mistress handed the purse to the maid collecting the tea things. “I just thought that she would be more comfortable there, Mistress…”
Mistress laughed at the too obvious lie. “Oh really? Moreover, the way Foxy looks so adoringly at you now is just a coincidence, so too that her fur and breath nearly reek of your scent? What is that quaint expression I hear on American telly programs, ‘what bullshit’?”
“Oh… oh god, Mistress, I didn’t mean to hurt anything, I was just curious, and…” Julie stood up, as if to leave or flee, but Mistress was having none of that.
“Stay, girl!” Mistress Commanded, and Julie stopped, struggling to move but no longer able to fully control her own body. “Since you felt the need to tamper with my Project with Foxy, obviously you want to join it?”
Julie shook her head frantically, eyes darting all around. “Please, no, what did you do to me? Why can’t I move? Just let me go home, please?”
Mistress laughed at Julie’s fear, walking about her, examining her as one would a potential new pet at an animal shelter. “This is your new home now, Julie, you will not be leaving. As to ‘what I did to you’, I had the maid put a double dosage of Foxy’s medicine in your tea. You know, the Ecstasy sedative cocktail that Dr Ryan and I concocted, makes the subject quite docile and compliant with suggestions and orders? Not to mention that it breaks down moral inhibitions, and brings out the subject’s baser desires.
In any event, let me explain the New Rules to you, Julie. You will not speak or talk to myself or my staff without my express permission. Nor will you try to harm myself, the staff, or yourself in any way, is that clear?”
“Yes Mistress,” the answer was forced from Julie, who was trembling badly.
“Now Strip, you will not need girl clothes, new Puppy”
Julie shook, tears streaming down her cheeks, as she tried to fight, but the Compulsion from the medicine won, as it always does, and her hands moved to her dark blue blouse, unbuttoning it, dropping it to the floor. After that, she unzipped her skirt, stepped out of her heels, leaving her standing there in just black lacy bikini and a matching bra. Mistress took out a pair of scissors from drawer, slicing the lingerie swiftly off Julie, leaving her nude and vulnerable, just as I had been some weeks before.
“Get on your fours, Puppy” Mistress Commanded, and after a moment Julie sank to her hands and knees. Mistress took out a thick pink leather collar, studded with little fake gems, buckling it around Julie’s neck, locking it into place with an audible click. “That is such a pretty collar on you, Puppy. You love your new collar and will never try to take it off, will you Puppy?”
Julie fought, but then in anguish answered, “Yes Mistress, I love my new collar.”
Mistress clipped a leash to Julie’s collar, and then commanded both of us to Heel, which we did, following her to the Training Room. Once we arrived, She looked Julie over for a few minutes, then said, “No longer are you Julie, your new name is Tawny, Puppy, is that clear?” Tell me your new name.”
“I am Tawny, Mistress,” Julie gasped, crying still. Mistress exchanged the leash from Tawny’s collar for a chain, which She hooked to a post. I watched Mistress prepare a syringe, which She injected into Tawny’s new Puppy cunt lips, making her cry out in pain.
“Since you have so graciously joined my project, Puppy Tawny, I wish to try something slightly different with you than with Foxy. You will receive the same canine hormones as Foxy does, but not the DNA, thus feeling the same urges and Heat as she does, but without the changes to a hybrid as she is becoming.” I watched as Mistress rubbed the dog musk on Tawny’s Puppy cunt, which excited me with its scent, and then Mistress rose up. “I will return in a few minutes, Foxy and Tawny, behave until then, and do not play until then.”
Chapter Eight
While we waited, I padded over to my water, drinking some of my medicine, enjoying the renewed feeling as some small part of my brain now realized that in addition to its other properties that was highly addictive as well. I watched Tawny, as she went from crying and trying to pull on the chain holding her to beginning to pant, her Puppy cunt lips flaring with her new need. I wondered why Mistress was treating Tawny somewhat differently, but thought it was for taking and playing with me without Mistress’ permission. How much crueller, to live a Puppy life with a human body, rather than changed to one as I was becoming?
Some small part of me still dreamed of escape, of my lost Anna life, but it seemed very improbable. I had no idea if any doctors could reverse the changes in me; the loss of my voice, and the milk filled breasts. Not to mention the constant Heat that my Puppy cunt was always in now, insisting and demanding to be fucked, preferably by Master Arthur or other Dog Cocks. How could I fulfil that if I left?
I listened to Tawny as her pleas for me to somehow help her get free became pleas for me to lick her, to make her cum, which I ignored, Mistress having Commanded us not to play. Soon enough the click of Mistress’ boots sounded, and my heart leaped as I saw her bring in Master Arthur. I yipped at him in greeting as He trotted over to me, lifting my bum so that he could sniff, and sniffing him in turn.
Mistress sat down by Tawny, Her fingers lightly tracing Tawny’s Puppy cunt, teasing her swollen clitty. I licked Master Arthur’s sheath, teasing out his tip, savouring his taste. Soon Master Arthur licked my Puppy cunt with long powerful strokes of his rough tongue, while Mistress tormented Tawny, bringing her close to cumming then stopping just before, making Tawny’s Heat worse and worse.
I Presented, lowering my head and raising my ass up, feeling Master Arthur’s huge paws grip me as he Mounted his bitch. I yelped in pain and joy as the engorged Dog Cock poked at me, seeking and then thrusting powerfully into my soaked Puppy cunt. As I began to push my hips back and fuck my Master in return, I heard Mistress ask Tawny, “You want that too, don’t you Puppy Tawny?”
“No, Mistress, please don’t have that done to me,” Tawny begged, but we could all hear the longing mixed with the terror in her voice, as her Heat rose ever stronger. I whimpered as Master Arthur Knotted me, his Dog Cum shooting deep within me. Sometime later, he withdrew from me with a jerk, and Cum splashed down my legs and onto the floor. I went to lick and clean my Master, but Mistress whistled, calling me over to her and Tawny.
“Foxy, get in front of Puppy Tawny now.” Mistress rolled me over onto my back, and parted my legs, baring my Dog Cum drenched Puppy cunt to Tawny. “Tawny, lick Foxy clean now.”
Tawny hesitated at first, and then lowered her head to me, her tongue lapping at me, licking up my juices and the Dog Cum. I moaned and shuddered as colours exploded in my brain, Tawny’s tongue ring flicking at my clitty. I hoped that she would keep at it forever, but Mistress had other ideas…
“Foxy, get on your fours. Tawny, follow me, to the bench.” I watched as Mistress led Tawny to the Breeding bench, securely fastening her to it. Mistress pressed the remote to the Outside door, and in trotted a very large dog, a Great Dane, all grey and white. “Tawny, this is Caleb, one of my best dogs. Caleb, Lick” Mistress Commanded him, and so he began to, bathing Tawny’s whole body with his tongue and slobber.
Tawny cried, begging Caleb to stop at first, but soon was moaning, trying to press her new Puppy cunt against Caleb’s mouth. While he was breaking Tawny’s will, Mistress sat on the chair beside me, rubbing something slippery on and into my Puppy cunt. Every few minutes Mistress bade Caleb to stop, before Tawny could cum, then had him resume when she was further away from it.
“This is what happens to naughty girls that steal my Puppy and play with her without my permission, Tawny. If you decide you are ready, beg me, and perhaps I will let Caleb fuck your Puppy cunt and make you cum.” While taunting Tawny so, Mistress began to finger me, first one then two, exploring and fingering me ever deeper, spreading me wider.
Tawny resisted for a few minutes, then begged, “Please Mistress, tell Caleb to fuck me?”
I gasped as a third and fourth finger entered me, filling me again just when my Puppy cunt had begun to close, and Mistress Commanded “Caleb, Take!”
I whimpered in a bit of pain as Mistress closed Her thumb into me, making a fist. I began to ride Her hand within me, my inner walls contracting, watching in some awe as Caleb Mounted Tawny, poking his enormous Dog Cock at her Puppy cunt, until he slid it home. She screamed as he began to fuck her hard, his hips bucking as he claimed her. Tawny rocked back and forth on the bench, her eyes wide in lust and terror, screaming as Caleb made her his bitch, forcing his croquet ball sized Knot within her Puppy cunt. Repeatedly Tawny and I came together, me from Mistress’ fist pounding me from within, Tawny from being Knotted and the Dog Cum spurting into her womb, running out too.

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The Party

When Lily goes out for a night at the clubs and meets a gorgeous guy, little does she know how the evening might turn out.

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Election Time

I promised that if eleced every woman will have to do exactly what her husband says, he can chain her to the kitchen sink or where the hell ever else he decides, she won’t have no money of her own or any possessions and i got elected

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Daddy comes home from work (pt. 8)

A few days had passed since my daughter and I’s fuck on the couch. Thinking about that still gave me wood. sometimes when I was working on a car I would be laying under it and remembered how she rode my cock and playing with her small tits while ground up and down on my shaft.
I didn’t work tonight so my wife asked me to go pick up Rosie from cheer-leading practice while she cooked dinner. Usually when I’m off I do the cooking, but tonight she offered to so I wasn’t going to argue, plus it gave me some alone time with my daughter and she looked so good in that little cheerleader outfit. I grabbed my keys and headed off to the middle school practice field to go pick her up. I got there just a little before they got done so I found a spot kinda close to park and sat and watched them finish up. After about ten minutes or so of watching Rosie get tossed around and doing flips they all filed out to there perspective rides and said bye to each other.
Rosie lit up when she saw me and ran the rest of the way to the car. She ran around to the passenger side and flew in the car and gave me a big hug then kissed me a little to passionately for being in public. I quickly pulled her off and looked around. Everyone else sitting around was to preoccupied loading there children in the car and trying to leave so no one noticed. As soon as I made sure we weren’t spotted I felt her flop into the seat next to me and her hand starts rubbing its way up my thigh to my crotch. “I’ve missed you Daddy. I hoped you’d make some time to see me before to long.”
“Ok baby, I missed you too, but you need to calm down before someone sees us and I get into trouble for molesting my own daughter.”
“Oh Daddy, no ones paying attention to us. All the mom’s are in too much of a rush to get home to pay attention and most of the dad’s are trying not to get caught checking out there own daughters.” She said while she started trying to unbutton my jeans.
“Whoa baby, at least let me get us out of the parking lot. Scoot over to your seat and put your seatbelt on.” I tried not to yell at her but I was really worried about getting caught on school grounds. She slid to her own seat and buckled up and I made my way out of the parking lot and on the road. When I got on the road I looked over at her and she had slid her bloomers and panties down and was slowly fingering her tight little pussy while watching me drive.
“I want you Daddy, I wanna feel you inside of me.”
“Oh, you naughty little slut. Fine, get over here but stay low so no one sees you.” She quickly yanked her seatbelt off and dove into my lap and immediately had my pants undone and my cock out and in her mouth. She was laying on her belly across the front seat and her skirt was still up around her waist from her playing with her pussy so I could now see her tight perky little ass hanging out. I took the steering with with my left hand and reached my right over and started massaging her ass and sliding my finger up and down the crack of it and around to her wet little cunt. I dug my finger into her pussy and she moaned on my cock. I started fingering her with my middle finger getting her good and wet, then I slid my finger back out and up around her anus then back to her pussy. I kept this up getting her asshole wet and lubricated then took my middle finger and started poking it into hers tight ass. When I got it in about to the first knuckle she let out a deep moan and started sucking on my balls while furiously jerking my cock with her left hand. I shoved my finger into the second knuckle and she let out a little squeal and her body shuttered. I think she was enjoying this. I pulled it out and dunked it deep into her pussy one more time then plunged it as deep as it would go into my daughters tight asshole.
“OH fuck Daddy, that feels soo good. Finger my ass, but find somewhere to park because I need you. My little pussy has been aching for you Daddy. It needs a good fucking.”
“Way ahead of you baby-girl,” I told her as I was making the exit to a nice little park where we could have some privacy. I kept pumping my finger in and out of her ass as she kept greedily sucking on my cock and playing with my balls. I pulled my finger out of her ass and pulled her skirt down as we pulled into the park so no one would see her ass through the window. I wasn’t really worried since my truck is pretty tall anyway, which is part of the reason why I didn’t stop her assault on my cock with her mouth. Plus, it felt really great. I got around the park and finally found a deserted section of parking and pulled my truck into a spot. As soon as I turned off the engine Rosie popped up and straddled me, lining her young pussy entrance to my fully erect cock and lowers herself down onto me. We both let out a moan when she sunk herself down onto me then she started bouncing up and down wasting no time fucking me deep and hard.
“Oh Daddy, I missed your cock. Oh it feels so good inside me, I love fucking your big dick Daddy, Ahhh…” She almost yelled out at me as she continued to fuck herself with my cock. I reached my right hand around and started playing with her asshole while she fucked me while other slid up her shirt and began fondling her little tits. “OH yeah Daddy, stick you finger up my ass while I fuck you.” To which I complied. I rammed my middle finger all the way back up her ass and started working it in and out as she ground down on my cock hard. “OH Daddy, I’m cumming for you. Oh, yyeaahhhh…” She wailed as she was overcome with and intense orgasm. I felt her body go rigid against me and her pussy walls clenched down around my cock and that sent me over the edge. I let loose a massive load of cum deep into her little hole. “OH I can feel you filling me up with you cum Daddy, Yes, dump your cum inside me Daddy, it feels so good” she said as she continued to twitch from her orgasm and I twitched inside her.

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The demonic portal. Chapter 2

Myara continues her quest to the demon’s mountain to go and close the portal. She meets an enchanter who seems trustworthy at first, but he has a very monstrous challenge for the girl.